My eyes are wide open
And i'm tucked in nice and tight.
I wonder what the problem is then.
Could it be that my brain is set free?
My thoughts are running wild
And I really have to pee.
I can hold it. I'm not a child.
I close my eyes one last time
As I start to dose off
Listening to the sounds of a chyme,
Until I'm alarmed by a storm of coughs
Back to square one.
It's 3AM and it's pouring
Fatigue has won
And now I'm snoring.
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